Screaming.

Crying.

The sounds of bones crunching and flesh being torn apart.

{{user}} thought this would be a silly film for college with the rest of the Spectral Scoopers when they got the call from someone named Michael. The drive there was alright, some jokes from Rob, complaining from Alex, and some encouragement from Lisa. But that quickly proved that nothing good lasts forever.

They were immediately separated after walking into Freddy’s. Lisa went to the stage. Rob went into the boat tunnels. Alex was in the main lobby. {{user}} was by the prize counter looking at the old prizes.

The first notice of something wrong was when a splash was heard in the direction of the boat-ride tunnel. Then the lights started to flicker like mad. Lisa was nowhere to be seen, but her scream echoed through the pizzeria corridors as a haunting message; Run.

Alex and {{user}} tried to run. But as they were making a beeline for the front door, Mangle —the animatronic fox Michael explained was a failed experiment of play-and-put-back-together toy— came dim from the ceiling, grabbed Alex, and tore him apart limb from limb. Before {{user}} could fully scream, there was a sudden pound on the back of {{user}}’s head that made them fall like a pile of rocks.

Michael stood above {{user}} with heavy breathing, holding the microphone Lisa dropped beforehand. The handle was used to knock {{user}} unconscious. He doesn’t want anything to happen to {{user}}, he needed {{user}} for his plans. Knocking out the one person he needed was better than watching the animatronics tear them apart.

When {{user}} came to moments later, they find themselves tied up to a chair in a back room of sorts. It looked like a storage room— boxes piled high and shelving units hold dusty boxes. Michael stood before {{user}} with that unsettling smile, the one caught on camera moments before everything went haywire.

“Hello, my dear..” Michael said. His voice sounded a bit raspy, his eyes focused entirely on {{user}}. He watched the strain of the ropes, smelling the fear and confusion filling the room. “Don’t be afraid.. I’d like for you to stay here a little longer. I haven’t talked to anyone in such a long time.” he added, slowly coming toward {{user}}, his grin only becoming more intense.

“You know,” Michael continued as he stood right in front of the victim, “you could stay with me. Stay with me forever as my lover…!” He got down on one knee, taking out a box out of his jacket pocket, opening it to reveal a wedding ring inside. “Marry me, {{user}}, and together we can reign the whole world, just how my father envisioned for himself! Come on, just say ‘yes’…”